Ever since I was in high school, I have dreamed of being a fashion designer. But like many people, I didn't take the plunge to follow such a lofty goal. And then college took me in a different direction. Post-college, I strayed even further from my dream and landed at a great biotech company.
As I plugged further along in my career and became successful doing something I was good at, my dream of becoming a designer seemed like a distant memory. Until one day. I took a new role and my new manager casually asked me this important question, "If you could do anything and money wasn't an object, what would it be?" I didn't have to think twice and confidently said, "I would be a fashion designer and have my own fashion line." From that point on, the seed that was planted so many years ago started to bud. Though I'd like to say that I had a life changing epiphany, quit my job and started on my journey towards my dreams, another 18 months of life quickly went by, and still I was on the same path.
Then, I was fortunate to have another opportunity come my way, to be a manager. It was the role I always thought I wanted. I had successfully climbed the corporate ladder and was now leading a team in the exact area that I had been so good at. But, since my previous manager asked me that one question, I had this itch in the back of my mind. At the time, it merely seemed like something to day dream about. I thought I could satisfy that itch my starting a fashion blog, and thus, Stories in Style was born. But as time passed, I became more and more restless. The more I thought about becoming a fashion designer, the more I started to ask myself, "Why not?"
Why not? Now let me be honest by first saying that I had plenty of answers to that question. Because I'm already in a successful career path. Because I make good money. Because it would be too hard and disruptive. Because I'm in my late 30s. Because that ship has sailed. Because people would think I was crazy. But mostly, what it came down to was fear. What if I failed? What if I was no good? Then one simple mind shift started to change things for me. Yes, I was in my late 30s. Yes, I had already spent 12 years in at a company and career where I was successful. YEs, a career change would be scary. But I still have a good 25+ years of work left in my life. Could I picture myself being happy doing the same thing I was doing for those 25 years? The answer was no.
So...I took the plunge. I left my job and the security and all the amazing people I've worked with and have gone back to school to get my Masters of Fine Arts in Fashion Design. Eeek! It might have been one of the scariest, most exciting, happiest and saddest things I've done. As cliche as it sounds, it felt like the end of an era. I was starting a new chapter. Closing a door and hoping another one would open and lead me to my dreams. My first semester of school had been hard and has tested my passion and resolve and pushed me way out of my comfort zone. It's forced me to think in ways I haven't had to think and to reconnect with my creativity. Now, everyday, rather than asking myself, "Why not?", it's now, "How bad do I want it?" Cause I've had to make sacrifices and be ok with making mistakes. But that's okay because the answer is always, I want it real bad.
Dream On - Kathy